Texty:
Pain Of Salvation Beyond The Pale

morning she's going away in a Budapest taxi I've paid Seeking freedom I touched the untouched - it's too much - I'm BEYOND THE PALE... Prematurity is

morning she's going away in a Budapest taxi I've paid Seeking freedom I touched the untouched - it's too much - I'm BEYOND THE PALE... Prematurity is

Worthless, mourns, infinity divine Through the pale sunrise, macabre souls, sour again Sour... It is strange when I kiss the eyes of salvation The night

holds, The black rose Cat's in the cradle, the dog's on dope Salvation's burning scream caught in your throat Please this woman she craves Jesus love her, forgive her, her pain

out to the death of Cthulhu Over worlds Between spaces Across lands Through seas Beyond the wanderers of night they rose yet past the winged elementals, before dimensional manifestations, beyond